Cowboys eating bugs. Several times he cried at the thought of the finality of it. Ain't no fifty or sixty cattle going to be on top of me, Needle replied, unruffled. I wonder where he's been.
The herd, and themselves, were like a dot, surrounded by endless grass. I was always skittish about them small horses--they can get out from under you too quick. Tell Gus hello, she said. Doing what? Doing what she could, but don't you hold it against her, he said.
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